25 April 2012
To the tune of rule the world.
Wet lush green to barren land. Ancient trees no longer stand. The buzz of life has flown away. Placed by shameless rotting decay.
It's essence gone, wasted and torn. Had excited since the earliest dawn. This land now taken. We all carry the blame...
~ Georgia.
( some guy wrote this as a poem on opuss but I thought it fitted the song !)
NEW SONG ! • Opuss № I